| Song | Black & Blue |
| Artist | Gregory Alan Isakov |
| Album | Songs for October |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I see boxes… | |
| fills up a room, | |
| all the things I never told you still glooming. | |
| And I try though, I try though. | |
| Talking never seems to do it. | |
| I miss the taste of you, red hearts and the dust of June. | |
| Oh I miss the taste of you… | |
| The night now, its as dark as the crows, | |
| that call me in the discernment above… | |
| Still they won’t let me be. | |
| Two hearts gone black and blue. | |
| Oh they wont let me be … closer to you | |
| I miss the taste of you, | |
| Red hearts and the dust of June. | |
| Oh, I miss the taste of you. | |
| Red hearts gone black & blue | |
| Everything you ever do | |
| Is a sigh and a cry | |
| A cry | |
| Cry |
| I see boxes | |
| fills up a room, | |
| all the things I never told you still glooming. | |
| And I try though, I try though. | |
| Talking never seems to do it. | |
| I miss the taste of you, red hearts and the dust of June. | |
| Oh I miss the taste of you | |
| The night now, its as dark as the crows, | |
| that call me in the discernment above | |
| Still they won' t let me be. | |
| Two hearts gone black and blue. | |
| Oh they wont let me be closer to you | |
| I miss the taste of you, | |
| Red hearts and the dust of June. | |
| Oh, I miss the taste of you. | |
| Red hearts gone black blue | |
| Everything you ever do | |
| Is a sigh and a cry | |
| A cry | |
| Cry |
| I see boxes | |
| fills up a room, | |
| all the things I never told you still glooming. | |
| And I try though, I try though. | |
| Talking never seems to do it. | |
| I miss the taste of you, red hearts and the dust of June. | |
| Oh I miss the taste of you | |
| The night now, its as dark as the crows, | |
| that call me in the discernment above | |
| Still they won' t let me be. | |
| Two hearts gone black and blue. | |
| Oh they wont let me be closer to you | |
| I miss the taste of you, | |
| Red hearts and the dust of June. | |
| Oh, I miss the taste of you. | |
| Red hearts gone black blue | |
| Everything you ever do | |
| Is a sigh and a cry | |
| A cry | |
| Cry |